Chapter 85 Ye Yuying went to the room to get the east...
Ye Yuying went to her room to put her things down, then picked up the brand-new toiletries that Cheng Mingdu had prepared for her, and walked straight to the bathroom with her cane.
It wasn't until she opened the toiletry bag that a look of surprise appeared in her eyes; it was full of brands she used to like.
During her middle school years, she didn't understand the finer things girls do with toiletries. Her introduction to fragrance came entirely from Cheng Mingdu, who would bring her many fragrance products when he returned to China.
As a result, her aesthetic sense regarding fragrances sometimes does not align with the social class she was born into.
Cheng Mingdu subtly endowed her with a taste she couldn't experience in her daily life, so that she wouldn't feel too out of place with others after she left.
The hot water immersed her in a moment of tranquility, and her body relaxed, but her consciousness still floated restlessly like a cloud.
She washed very slowly, and when she finally opened the door, her feet slipped on the water, and she stumbled, almost losing her balance.
She grabbed the door frame tightly, still shaken as she looked at the water stains on the ground.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Mingdu's voice came from the other end of the corridor.
She tightened her bathrobe and quickly said, "I almost slipped."
He paused for a moment, and then footsteps approached.
Ye Yuying didn't expect him to arrive so quickly. When she looked up, she saw him standing not far away against the dim light of the corridor. His gaze swept briefly over her face before he looked down at her bare feet without slippers.
"The floor is cold, don't walk around." After he finished speaking, he turned around, bent down, picked up a pair of slippers from the side of the steps, and placed them in front of her.
She put on her shoes, her steps lighter, but still unsteady; her legs had tensed for a moment and were aching slightly.
She tried to walk forward while holding onto the wall, but when she looked up, she saw him reaching out his hand to her.
She glanced at him, said nothing, and simply placed her hand lightly on his.
His fingers were broad, and his palms were dry and warm as he helped her move forward step by step.
The corridor was extremely quiet, dimly lit but enough to illuminate the way ahead, with only their breathing and the slight creaking of the floorboards.
As they reached the corner, Cheng Mingdu prepared to turn on the light. She momentarily lost focus, and her thumb accidentally touched the inside of his wrist.
He stopped and looked back at her through the darkness. His eyes blended into the dim corridor, and she couldn't make out Cheng Mingdu's expression at that moment.
The darkness amplified the impulses that had long been suppressed within her, all of which were previously driven by reasons of kinship and human relationships that she felt compelled to embrace.
But even after she stepped forward and put her arm around Cheng Mingdu's waist, she still hadn't figured out the reason for this hug.
However, the die is cast, and there's no going back.
Instead of trying to fix things, it's better to face your own heart honestly.
It is a fact that Cheng Mingdu is someone she instinctively wants to get close to no matter how much time has passed.
The other person stopped moving, as if they too were stunned by the sudden action, their muscles even tensing up instantly.
He didn't move, standing frozen in place, looking down at her, his voice low and hoarse:
"What's wrong?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his Adam's apple bobbed back and forth.
"Nothing much, a loving hug, is that okay?"
After she finished speaking, Cheng Mingdu's body temperature seemed to drop a little, and even his breathing became a bit slower.
That inexplicable chill went straight to his heart from that embrace.
Could it be that the reason for resuming their sibling status after returning to China was actually this?
He looked at her with a deep, unsharp gaze, devoid of any sharpness, yet concealing a profound and restrained disappointment.
"I have a question for you."
Ye Yuying was taken aback: "Huh?"
"Do you...have a boyfriend?" His Adam's apple bobbed, and he asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time.
The air seemed to be sucked out for a moment.
She knew what he was asking.
Knowing that his silence, patience, and probing over the past few days were all hidden in this seemingly simple question.
She even knew that if she nodded or shook her head at that moment, he would respond in a completely different way.
But she couldn't say it.
Li Song was her attending physician after the surgery. From preoperative consent to postoperative follow-up, from psychological record-keeping to data screening, there was a whole set of cold, legal logic between them that could not be explained by ordinary emotions.
She released his hand without answering, her gaze falling lightly on his profile. She smiled nonchalantly, neither confirming nor denying.
The next second, she walked straight past him and headed straight for the indoor elevator.
The elevator descended, escorting her all the way to her room without the slightest hesitation.
The corridor returned to silence.
Cheng Mingdu stood still for a long time without making a move.
The warmth of her body and the scent of lilies after her bath still lingered on his chest, but now it felt as if the wind was blowing it away, making it grow colder and colder.
That temperature was like raindrops falling into the palm of your hand—brief, real, yet unable to stay.
He looked down at his empty palms, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.
After a long while, he turned and left.
Lying down on the unfamiliar bed, Ye Yuying took a painkiller and wrapped herself up in the blanket.
I closed my eyes, and my heart was pounding in my chest, like someone still shaken.
What lies between them is not just time, but also those unspeakable truths.
Rather than revealing her relationship with Li Song, she would rather this misunderstanding remain unresolved forever.
But she still had hope.
After tonight, the sky will brighten as usual, and no one should question those facts.
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The next morning, Cheng Mingdu drove her to her company, and she went up by herself without being seen by anyone.
Everything seemed normal, except that the jacket he was wearing repeatedly still attracted the attention of others.
Ding Chu, with his keen insight like Leeuwenhoek, nervously asked, "Boss, this is the first time I've seen you wear the same inner layer for two consecutive nights. Did you spend the night outside?"
Ye Yuying said calmly, "The apartment's electrical circuit malfunctioned last night, so I stayed out overnight."
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Author's Note: Sorry, I've lost a bit of weight today. Time to go to work QAQ
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